Simon shook his head. "No. I'd do it all again, if I had to. It wasn't easy, and ... I burned more than a few bridges in the process, but ..." He shrugged. "I wouldn't have stopped. Not for anything. Not until she was safe, whatever it took."
Once they'd stepped inside, he was content enough to drop the serious conversation -- unless she wanted to hear more -- in favor of the frivolities of bacon. "Sounds like a much more ... common breakfast food," he agreed with a soft laugh.
Moving to claim a seat, he exhaled softly. Bright blue eyes flicked to the windows, but there wasn't anything much to see from this angle right now.